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May. 28th, 2002 09:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wickedfleaI hate my neighbors. Have I mentioned that? Oh yeah, it's all I ever talk about. Oh well.
I think I need to abandon all hope of ever getting eight hours of sleep per night. It's just never going to happen, and I think that I'd be a lot better off if I just accepted that fact. I always think that I'm going to come home and sleep like a motherfucker, even to the point of avoiding caffeine in the evening so that I won't be amped up when it gets to be 11:00 or so. But no matter what kinds of precautions I take, I can never get to sleep until around midnight. Either I can't get sleepy, or the fucking ox upstairs decides to get her groove on, or something else happens -- so why don't I just accept it, get less sleep, and drink more coffee during the day? I dunno. Maybe I'll give it a shot.
I also wonder if I'm ever going to get used to this going-to-work-in-the-morning thing. If it were up to me, I'd start work at about noon, work 'til eight, and go to sleep around two or three in the morning. I know that that would be the same number of work hours and the same number of sleep hours, but it would still work out a lot better, I think. Ain't gonna happen, though.
Another option, I suppose, would be to start a strict regimen of uppers and downers. All I need is some crackpot doctor who'll hook me up. Who's that dude that Elvis used to have -- is he still practicing?
I think I need to abandon all hope of ever getting eight hours of sleep per night. It's just never going to happen, and I think that I'd be a lot better off if I just accepted that fact. I always think that I'm going to come home and sleep like a motherfucker, even to the point of avoiding caffeine in the evening so that I won't be amped up when it gets to be 11:00 or so. But no matter what kinds of precautions I take, I can never get to sleep until around midnight. Either I can't get sleepy, or the fucking ox upstairs decides to get her groove on, or something else happens -- so why don't I just accept it, get less sleep, and drink more coffee during the day? I dunno. Maybe I'll give it a shot.
I also wonder if I'm ever going to get used to this going-to-work-in-the-morning thing. If it were up to me, I'd start work at about noon, work 'til eight, and go to sleep around two or three in the morning. I know that that would be the same number of work hours and the same number of sleep hours, but it would still work out a lot better, I think. Ain't gonna happen, though.
Another option, I suppose, would be to start a strict regimen of uppers and downers. All I need is some crackpot doctor who'll hook me up. Who's that dude that Elvis used to have -- is he still practicing?
